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WARREN WORTHINGTON III X READER – Tatted and flowered

FLORIST AND TATTOO ARTIST AU

PART 1?

Requested: Nobody really it’s just a gift but maybe I’ll write more if people request more.

Rating: I would say PG except that one bad word Scott says. 0-0

Warnings: None (except it might suck because its my first time so sorry..)

Written by: sweetie-valencia

Word count: 1492 sorry o-o

Hope you guys enjoy!

You had never really given any thought to the possibility of ever having any neighbors across from your store. Well, at least not a tattoo parlor. I mean, no sane mind would open a tattooing business in front of store that sold flowers (which was smack in the middle of a bakery and small record store). Especially not one that was named “THE FOUR HORSEMEN TATTOO PARLOR” and had a very loud speaker that blew Metallica daily. But to each their own; all you knew was that you wanted to be welcoming them with open arms because you knew how it felt to be new. After all you had only moved yourself a few months back but thanks to Jean and Kurt (the bakers) and Peter (the record store owner who, by the way, was very nice enough to blast some of your favorite jams when days were slow) you had felt very welcomed. So you decided to go and take them a bouquet of flowers that meant “welcome” and “prosperity” which consisted of Wisterias and Amaryllis.

So off you went (right after you saw Jean and Kurt delivering some of their delicious goods because you didn’t want to overwhelm the owners). You were walking quietly when Peter himself went and followed after you. “Hey Y/N! You going to give them something too? “He had asked jogging next to your side. You nodded and smiled as he smirked at the flowers. “How come I didn’t get any flowers that meant ‘bang me?’ “He asked. You rolled your eyes. “Peter, they don’t mean that and I always send you flowers every time you give me the joy of putting my songs on. I don’t even know the owner, so why would I put that message? Either way … what’s that in your hand?” Peter chuckled and held up some new records. “Well I was going to give them some of my personal taste so that they won’t play that crap all day.” He smirked as you two neared the door. You laughed and elbowed him, ”Peter that’s so rude.“ He rolled his brown eyes and you both proceeded to enter the building and wait in the lobby.

The lobby had decorations of metal band posters and the dim light was a sort of purple hue. There were some sketches of tattoos and photographs of their work on the walls but nobody to be found. Then a younger voice spoke in a surprised voice saying, “More gifts?” You looked up to see a young man chewing on a toothpick and wearing shades. He stood up and smiled almost. “Hey Alex we got more free stuff!! Tell Warren!” He shifted as he walked down towards you and Peter. “Aren’t you bit too young to be here?” Peter asked smugly. “Aren’t you bit too old to be working at record store?” The young man asked raising an eyebrow. “It’s the hair isn’t it? Wow low blow man.” Peter said scrunching his nose. You cleared your throat awkwardly and stood there as they both traded smart remarks at each other.

“Scott, bro, come on man. Chill. Hey what’s up with all these presents?” Another male voice asked. You turned to see a blonde man putting a shirt on but before he did you noticed he had two rings tattooed on his hips, cutting off near his pelvic bone because of his black pants, not to say you were being perverted, but it was eye-catching against the rest of his smooth skin. Scott smirked, “Well. Alex, this grandpa over here brought us some records and this girl some flowers.” He said eyeing the bouquet behind his shades. Alex laughed and smiled at the both of you, “Finally more records, kind of getting bored of hearing this same track over and over. Name’s Alex. I’m one of the worker’s here. Nice to meet yah.” He said shaking Peter’s hand and then yours. “I’m Peter. Not grandpa. And this here is Y/N. I own the record store across from you guys and she owns the flower store.” Peter said handing him the records.

“Oh flowers are going to be awesome for this place. I know Warren loves to tatt them so I know he’s going to love them.” Alex said putting the records on the reception desk. Scott then took upon himself to grab one and sneak off to the back of the room behind black curtain to check them out. “Those flowers look very nice. I’m sure they have a message right?” An unknown voice asked. You looked to the side and felt your eyes widen. To say you were surprised was an understatement, especially when the owner himself looked like A DAMN GOD. With his gorgeous blue eyes that glowed against his perfectly chiseled face and not to be a pervert but when your eyes trailed downward you noticed how toned he was under that muscle shirt, in which he proceeded to take off then and revealed his tattooed back as he bent to change. Gorgeous wings covered his back and across his arms. Almost as if they were real, but they were made of ink. What was it with all of them changing in the front, like didn’t they have a room? was all that you could think at that moment. Your thoughts were then interrupted by an exaggerated cough. “Ahem. so um I’m going to have to leave. Record store needs to be organized and… um … Yeah.” Peter said smirking at you as you swallowed when the owner rested against the countertop. They all bid farewell in which you watched him leave with wide eyes.

Snapping out of your thoughts you nodded, “Yeah they have a meaning..” You trailed off looking back at the man’s blue eyes. “What exactly do they mean?” The owner asked running his hand through his curly Mohawk. You blinked and opened your mouth to explain, but oh god the way he tilted his head and placed his hands in his jean pockets… made it so hard to concentrate on words. “They um… they mean welcome and prosperity. You know so you can feel at home and uh. Do you want me to just… put them in water or… wait what’s your name again?” You said blushing slightly. Oh god you were never going to look at him so closely again. He was too gorgeous, especially up close. “Warren. Um yeah let me get a vase and I’ll- “He said grabbing them gently. “I’ll take them. I got to finish up the client but um yeah. See ya around for that dinner party your friend Jean is going to have.“ Alex said winking and leaving quickly with the flowers to the back, “Clients already?” You finally asked. “It’s his girlfriend. He doesn’t think I know but I know he bangs her around his studio. What can I say, that guy loves to have some public sex. Most of the time why his little bro is our receptionist.” Warren said laughing. His laugh sounded almost like wind chimes and you had to blink to snap out of the trance.

“I. wow.  well I mean that actually pretty convenient. I guess. Work and his love life… getting together. Um … So I should go… “You said eyeing up at the ceiling. “I guess I’ll see you at the little neighborhood party right? “Warren asked clearing his throat. “Oh yea. Um we usually take dishes and share them. So I don’t know if you have to but – “You began. “Don’t worry I’ll take something. “Warren said smiling gently. You nodded and couldn’t help but notice how his pink lips seemed to be curved perfectly and looked just so soft and-

“If you two are done eyefucking… Warren your client needs to be finished. He said he’s got to get home soon for dinner. Something about his husband Charles hating when he’s late. “Scott said eating a doughnut. “Oh yeah! By the way, Y/N, tell Jean her goods are delish man.” He said adding. Warren sighed and smiled once again your way. “I have to go but I’ll see you at the dinner. Don’t forget the flowers that say ‘eat up’ ha… um…” He said jokingly. You laughed and smiled. “Course I won’t. I’ll see you then.” You said leaving. You hurried to your shop and slammed the door behind you cursing at yourself for being so awkward. What you failed to notice that Warren had seen you get flustered and had smile to himself. He thought it was the cutest thing in the world.

This is so adorable!